Sunday Jerri + Roy and I wandered down south of Hattiesburg to the Black Creek Canoe Rental in Brooklyn, Mississippi. For a few bones we rented a great big canoe and a quick little kayak and eased down the creek for the better part of the day. Maybe my favorite part was rounding a bend in the creek and seeing a great big party, with folks hollering at their friends to jump off a ten-foot-high rock embankment into a deep patch.
I’m digging that Dry Bread song Prof. Fury slung at us yesterday. I was trying to think of a decent riposte to that and his Dean Martin-Otis Redding-Paul Westerberg bizarro hat trick, but his rock-fu is strong. However, I know his kryptonitesque secret weakness: lo-fi.
Therefore: Times New Viking – DROP OUT!
This will bring him to his knees.
Oh, I know the cycle of denial—”well, this is okay, but is that really a chorus? And if I want lo-fi, I’ll go listen to Bee Thousand,” and then alla sudden he’ll be all WHOA! WHOA! And throwing away his suits and ties.